Julie Metz

I learned that day that there is no more lonely state than being in a lonely marriage.

Relax. You are beautiful, and everyone wants some of that beauty.

She was my friend and I loved her and relied on her, even though there were days when her moodiness and fragility frightened me, because they reminded me of my own tenuous grasp on life.

At some point, I had to start laughing, because I was all wrung out from crying.

Hypocrisy has its own elegant symmetry.

I had hoped that the rest of the world would stand still while I got myself together again, but Chaos and Tragedy had marched into other lives close to mine as well.